I'm really not a scumbag

The arrow path of this closed shooting range uses a combination of fixed targets. The farthest is 30 meters. There is a screen display on the front end, and voice reporting. Through the screen display, the archer can clearly see where his arrow hits.

When cleaning the target, you only need to press the button, and the target will move to the front through the slide rail.

The moving target spans the arrow path and is not suitable for multiplayer sports. In the case of a large number of people, it can only be used in turns. The efficiency is low. It is usually reserved by advanced archers who are more confident in their archery skills.

Under the guidance of Guan Xiumei, Luo Zhanglang opened his bow with his left hand and an arrow in his right hand. He pulled a full string, aimed at the target 14 meters away, and snorted confidently: "Yes!"

Duo!

Voice broadcast: "This shooting has missed the target, please keep working hard!"

"Puff ha ha ha..."

One of Yan Yun couldn't hold back and laughed wildly. He patted Luo Zhanglang on the shoulder. No matter the other person was embarrassed, he teased: "This friend, do you have a vision problem? Coach Guan helped you to point it. Bullseye, you can miss the target, I suggest you wear glasses and shoot again!"

Gan!

Come on!

Luo Zhanglang is usually accustomed to stunned people on the Internet. Where he can stand this, he counterattacked on the spot: "I'm just to liven up the atmosphere, you take it seriously? You know there is a saying: Is it better to show your ugliness than to hide? No one? My brother, sports almighty! I'm not targeting anyone, if he is there, everyone present is rubbish! Put brother, come!"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Yunzhong, Guan Xiumei, and even the pair of Yan Yunzhong companions looked at Lin Fang with strange eyes.

The others are okay, at most they are senior enthusiasts. Most of their strength is in the seventh and eighth rings of the ten-meter target, the kind that can shoot ten rings if lucky.

Guan Xiumei is different. She is the treasure of this archery hall. She was once a master archer in her ancestors. Although she never lost her, her racial talent was reactivated after the grandfather joined the army when the country was founded.

If Guan Xiumei were to serve in the army, it would be a sharpshooter who suppressed the first army.

Now, some people are not ashamed and put her in the trash, saying that her archery skills are not as good as Lin Fang.

Can this be tolerated?

Guan Xiumei looked at Lin Fang for a while, and her smile gradually began to pervert.

I go!

It's not my business?

When Lin Fang stood by and watched the excitement, he was still thinking about when Luo Zhanglang couldn't help but from what angle he should help to ease the embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, Luo Zhanglang directly opened up, and as soon as the whole map opened up mockingly, he threw him out for output.

I am a dead house, when will exercise be all-around...

Besides this bow and arrow, I can't do it either!

"Just him?"

Yan Yun glanced at Lin Fang, his eyes full of disdain.

He had long seen that this man surrounded by beautiful twin sisters was not pleasing to his eyes, but the timing was not right. He also wanted to attack Guan Xiumei. He didn't perform too much, so he didn't pick up the two sisters Mi Suier and Mi Lier.

What Yan Yun wanted to do was to stabilize the situation first, and then find an opportunity to ask for WeChat in private later, in case of future.

At this moment, he heard Luo Zhanglang flattering Lin Fang, Mi Suier and Mi Lier looked at Lin Fang, and they all had the kind of "wow" admiration level worship, and he became even more upset when looking at Lin Fang. Not pleasing to the eye.

Yan Yunzhong sneered: "Why, Bibi? Ten arrows per person, I will make you 20 rings! If you can surpass me by one ring, I will give you a few platinum members of the archery hall for one year!"

"A word is settled!"

Luo Zhanglang didn't know how much the platinum members of the archery hall were worth, but as long as he saw Yan Yunzhong's unhappy face, he already felt very happy. He turned to look at Lin Fang, waved his fist, and said, "Fang Brother, give him some color (she) and see!"

I give your sister the color!

Lin Fang thought he would not, but Luo Zhanglang's eyes told him that he would.

This TM is difficult to do.

Catch the duck on the shelf, this is to put him on the fire and roast it!

"Ah...I haven't played bow and arrow, in fact, I am also a beginner, and I may miss the target..."

"Brother Fang, don't be polite to them!"

I'm polite to you XX...

Lin Fang gave Luo Zhanglang a fierce look. This man drank some red wine while eating steak, and was stimulated by Yanyun again. This was a complete release of himself, and the gloomy mist between his eyebrows was swept away, full It's full of madness and pride.

"Yeah, don't be polite to me!"

Yan Yun looked at Lin Fang with a smile but a smile. He picked up a bow and arrow and threw it to Lin Fang, saying: "Well, a 32-pound bow, moderate strength, 25-meter target. I won't bully you. , I usually shoot at a ten-meter target, nine out of ten, with an average of 7.5 circles. 25-meter target, I basically shoot six in ten, with an average of four circles. You can shoot three arrows without missing the target, and I’m even you win!"

Guan Xiumei frowned slightly, and said, "Mr. Yan, are you a little embarrassed? The 25-meter target, six out of ten, you said your best result? A beginner shoots a 25-meter target. , Even if you practice for a month, all misses are common!"

"I was wronged!"

Yan Yun exaggerated and said: "Coach Guan, even if I am talking about my best results, it has nothing to do with the competition? If it is better than the ten-meter target, I am bullying, and the 25-meter target is neither. What advantage does he have, can't he win if he hits the target with an arrow?"

Although Guan Xiumei felt that Yan Yun's words were a bit irrational, she couldn't help but say, there was some truth in what he said.

She thought for a while and said, "Well, many beginners have wrong postures, and they can't even aim at the bullseye. I'll help him correct his posture and let him test the 25-meter target several times. Do you think it works?"

"Okay! Must do!"

Yan Yun glanced at Lin Fang, and smiled nonchalantly: "No matter how difficult the coach's request is, I must meet it! But...I think this little brother...maybe not!"

Fuck you X!

How can a man be said no?

I can!

Extending the head is a knife, and shrinking the head is a knife. Lin Fang gritted his teeth and simply stood on the arrow path and vomited: "Come!"

Guan Xiumei glanced at Lin Fang, her eyes a little strange.

This is... not installed?

She walked over and looked at the posture of Lin Fang holding the bow, and found that Lin Fang hadn't learned it before. The bow was held like a steering wheel. It was really going to shoot out, and it was properly missed.

"You should hold your bow like this..."

Guan Xiumei stood behind Lin Fang, against his back, and taught him how to hold a bow.

Beside, Yan Yun's jealous eyes were about to stare out.

Why is my TM not treated like this?

Are you teaching people to hold a bow?Are you seduce a man?

I……

Yan Yun wanted to scold people with hatred, but she had already said her words, and it was not easy for Guan Xiumei to stop teaching.

He could only stand by and be fierce while thinking about how he should teach Lin Fang later.

The hatred of killing the father, the hatred of taking away the wife, this hatred... is getting bigger!